Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1887-02-07


joke of hell. But let them live a consccratod
and Christian life and they Will soon run
! against sneerlug opposition. For compro-
mise Christian character an easy time now,
but for cOnsecra'ed behavior, grimRce and
cNricaturC. For the body. thanks to the God
! of free America, there are now no words "
merry stakes, but for the souls of thousands OF
the good IN u tgurative sense, rack and glib
bet and TnrquCmada. The symbol of the
domestic and social ana private and public
suffering OF great multitude ot Gods uear
childfon. pillars ot smoke.
what an exciting scene IN India when
during the Scpoy rebellion regiment OF
hlghlanders came up and found the dead
body OF one of Gen. Wheclcr's daughters who
had been lnsulted am maulcd and slain by
the Seroys. 80 great was the wrath against
! these murderers that the Scotch regimen sat
| down, ana cutting on the hair of lhls dead
| daughter OF Gen. Wheeler, they divided 1t
among them, and each one counted the num-
Der OF hairs given him, and each took an oath,
which was executed, that for each mar OF the
murdered daughter they would dash out the
| lie OF miserable Sepov. But as We look
over the story of those who in all ages have
suffered for the truth, while we leave ven
geance to the Lord, let us band together in
! one solemn VOW, one tremendous oath, after
having counted the host of the martyrs. that
for each one OF those glorious men and women
who died for the truth, an IMMORTAL soul
shall live. live with God and live forever.
But rs already hinted in tue first sentence
OF ms sermon, nothing can De more beautiful
than the figures Of smoke on a clear sky. You
can see what you VIII in the contour of this
volatile VApor. now enchanted castles. now
troops OF hOrsemeu. now hammered procession,
now winged courlers, now black angel OF
wrath under n spear OF the sunshine turned
to an angel of light, and now from horizon to
horizon the air is q picture gallery filled with
masterpieces of which sod is the artist morn
ing clouds Of smoke pOrn in the sunrise, and
evening clouds of smoke laid in the FURNISHED
sepnlcnreS OF the sunset.
The beauty of the transigured smoke is a
divine symbol OF the beauty OF the Church.
The falrest OF all tue fair is she. Do not call
those persecutors of whom | spoke, the
Church. They are the parasites OF the Church,
not the Church itself. Her mission Is to cover
the earth with supernatural gladness, TO
open all the prison doors, to balsam all the
wounds to moss all the graves, TO burn up
the night IN the fireplace OF q great morning,
to change IRON handouts into diampnGed
wristlets, to turn the whole race around, and
whereas II faced death. commanding It,
hight about face for heaven" According
to the number OF the spires of the chuTc hes IN
all our cities, towns and neighbOrhOods, are
the good homes. the worldly properties, and
the pure morals, and the happy souls.
Meet me at any depot the world over, and
with my ewes closed take me by the hand and
lead me 30 that my feet Will not stumble, and
without my once looking down or looking on
the level, take me to some nigh roof 0r tower
ami let me see the tODs OF the churches and
VIII tell you the proportion Of suicides, f
Arsons, OF murders. of theiJs. According as
inc cuurches are numerous arc the crimes
few. According as the churches are few the
crimes are numerous. The most beautiful
organization the world ever saw or ever VIII
see IS the mucn- -mallgned church, the friend
OF all good, the ioe ~ all evil, fair as the
moon and eHr as the sun" Beautiful in her
author. beautiful in her mission, the heroine
OF the centuries, the h1de OF ChrIststhe queen
of the nations. There are hundreds
OF kindly, institutions. some caring
for inebriate-. some for the crpplr d,
some for the imbecilc, some for the
misled, some for the blind, but the Church is
the mother of all these Kindly Institutions.
There are asylums, American. or English, or
scotch. or Irish, or French, or German. or
Italian. but the Church spreads her mantle
over all these, and Will yet spread 1t over all
nat on-. Her gates are beautiful. her songs
are beautiful. her prayers are beautiful, her
convOcailons are beautiful. her work is beau
tiful. All kings and warriors VIII vet bow
down at her aitars. all chains OF serfdom be
shattered against her doorstep all nations
will yet follow her leading. How amiable
are thy tabernacles! HOW sacred thy affairs!
How glorious thy audtoriums SO graceful,
50 aspiring, so grand, and rolling on, and roll
ing up, We cry out in regard to her: "WhO IS
she that comclh out OF the wilderness like
pillars Of smoker"
Msn may desecrate it. as Cromwell when
he stabbed his cavalry horses in ST. Phuis
Cathedr&i: or break of toe image of Christ,
as dld the iconocIasts IN York Minister; or
hurl against IL august literary antlpathies,
aB did GibbOn: or plot its overthrow, as do
some IN every community whose pride and
nate and debauchery are rcprOvedby the Ten
CHtDLndnumtDJ5 WIlcn u LnunuerH. ana the
Sermon On the Mount which it breathes. But
it VIII stand as long as the earth stands, the
same unique, and wonder working, and
beati1c, and miraculous thing for which God
decrced IL. Small wits tax their brain to say
things that Will put her at disadvantage, but
many OF them Will send for its condoiopce
when dying, and their children will he gath
cred up under ITS benedictions after tho
parental curse has been removed. Through
her gates Will march all the influences for
good that snail ever reach orr world, Take
her membership rs a mass. not speaking OF
the acknowledged exceptions, they are the
nObiest, Qrandesi. kiDdest, best men and
women Of the ages. But for them the
earth would long ago have been a burned out
volcano. They have been the salt that has
kept the human race from putrefaction m
suherabe eIthcr to human or angelic Olfacto-
rle7. You lying and hypOcriticai world. shut
uD those slanders about the Church OF Christ.
an institution which. far from belng what iL
ought to be ana never pretending TO be per
icct, is 800 times better Than any otner insti-
tuuon that the world ever saw or ever
drcamt OF. The highest honor ever had, and
the highest honor shall ever receive ana she
highest honor / ever want Is to have my
Eame on her records as a member. AZ her
affairs Tepented. Al her sacramcnts / be-
lleyed. In her service let me die. From her
doors let me be buried. o Church OF God
Thou home OF the righteous! Thou harbOr
from tempest! Thou refuge for the weary
TnOu lighthouse OF many nations! Thou
type of heaven! ! could kiss thy very dust
VIII ecstacy OF Affection.
"fOr her my tears shall fall.
For her my prayers ascend,
To her my tolls and cares be given
I'M tolls and cares shall end"
"Perfumed SMOKE" says Solomon, in the
words following my text. Not like The fumes
cOughgd M from the throat OF q steam PIPE,
or poisoned with the gases OF chemical fac
tories, or floating In black wrath from the
cOnlagration Of hOmesteads, or sulDhurous
from blazing batteries, but sweet as burn
log grove OF cinnamon or Juuele OF eassafras,
or the OdOrS OF temple censer. "WnO Is
this that cOmctE out Of the wilderness like
pillars Of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and
fraukincenseU Hear IL, men and women
every where, that the advance Of the genuine
Victor Hugo IN his book entitled NINETY
three" say: Nothing calmcr than smoke
but nothing more startling. There are peace
ful smokes aud there are oYil ones. The
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